I'm a Boy

One girl was called Jean Marie

Another little girl was Felicity

Another little girl was Sally Joy

The other was me, and I'm a boy

My name is Bill and I'm a headcase

They practice making up on my face

Yeah, I feel lucky if I get trousers to wear

Spend evenings taking hairpins from my hair

[Chorus]

I'm a boy, I'm a boy

But my ma won't admit it

I'm a boy, I'm a boy

But if I say I am I get it

Put your frock on, Jean Marie

Plait your hair, Felicity

Paint your nails, little Sally Joy

Put this wig on, little Boy

[Chorus]

I wanna play cricket on the green

Ride my bike across the street

Cut myself and see my blood

Wanna come home all covered in mud

While I understand and have worn dresses occasionally in the past, there is a difference between that of denying or as the lyrics of this great song by Who suggesting being forced to be a girl never mind a girlie girl and having your sex denied for their own ends typically a mother that wants only girls.

My gut feelings are very much from the protagonists angle, I just wanna do a lot of boyish things even if there are some feminine things I like doing and I know if I do wear a kilt I know  what I am: A boy who is happy to wear a kilt and NEVER to wear a girls skirt or dress.

In that way I'm all boy.